"Eh? Oh oh oh oh oh!"
Cai Yuncui was at first startled, then nodded desperately like a hen clucking, feeling somewhat at a loss for decency.
So Shen Mochen started taking off his pants. Cai Yuncui turned her face away, but couldn't help sneaking glances, and unfortunately got caught by Shen Mochen's gaze. Feeling even more embarrassed, she silently turned her back to him.
"Sister Cai, it's done." As his voice ended, Shen Mochen handed his pants to Cai Yuncui.
"But, but what about you?"
Cai Yuncui hesitated to take them, stealing a glance from the corner of her eye. Shen Mochen was now only in a pair of large boxer shorts, a truly large expanse of fabric.
How could it be that large... Cai Yuncui wanted to appear calm, but her deep red face betrayed her. Remembering the touch she felt in her hand that morning, her face grew hot.
